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Christmas 2014

12:30 a.m: Family arrived home from lovely evening with friends.

12:45 a.m: Evan half-asleep attempts to make it to the bathroom, but gets nowhere. Vomits all over his bedroom floor. His father and mother clean things up. Mother has concerns the dreaded 24-hour bug that has plagued so many friends has struck. But Evan gave her hope when he said, “I feel good.” With a worrying heart, the parental units put him back to bed.

1:30 a.m: Commence “Operation Santa”. Wrapping of gifts and general Christmas things occur in a less than Christmasy spirit.

3:00 a.m: The proverbial “Witching Hour”. Mother posts a very Christmasy photo to social media of tree with all Santa work complete. Parental units expect to be dreaming of sugar plums within a short period.

3:05 a.m: Hopes are dashed when mother hears what can only be described as a coughing-gurgle-gag, coming from the children’s place of slumber.

Mother dashes in, turns on the light, and discovers a horrible sight! Poor sweet Evan, in his brand new Batman pajamas is covered in puke from brow to belly, as are his bed coverings. It’s a view that would make even the most harrowing of Santa’s toss his cookies.

She called to her husband who was not so quietly snoring on the couch to arise and come see what was the matter!

3:10 a.m: Evan is bathed and fresh smelling once more. He’s dressed in his pajamas from three-Christmases past and snuggled up between his parental units and a bucket.

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I’m Nicole & and I'm so glad you've stopped in. You’ll find highlights from my family’s adventures as we navigate what I lovingly refer to as our “quasi-nomadic” life, which has brought us from Italy to Virginia at present. My husband is an active duty member of our armed services and together we’re raising three kind souls. I’m a writer, and avid reader. I enjoy taking pictures and getting crafty. This blog is about celebrating motherhood each day and appreciate all that it brings.